My Stool

As most of you have read Darcie's post about Mine, Mine, Mine it is true that has been an ongoing fight for years. It first started out rather mild and I always won with the excuse being you don't have a place of your own! It always worked, but I guess she figured now that she is married to a wonderfu guy and expecting my first grandchild that must mean she has a place of her own. The argument got a little tense with Jeff even saying if you take your Mom's stool you are out of the Will. Now it really was all in fun and what Darcie said was true....I was going to hide the stool and not give it to her! You have to understand I have had the stool at my house longer than she and so by all rights it should be mine. It does have her name on it and a date and a really cute little bear but what does that matter. I did have every intention of letting her take it but I was going to fight for it to the end. And actually I knew my dad would make me one if I asked but I had no idea that Darcie had already done that. It was a big surprise when he brought it out and gave it to me. It has my name on it and the year and so now no one can take it from me!

My Stool with my name!
The year it was given to me!
And it's very own place in the kitchen! Thanks Dad and Mom!